Thankful Thursday

I am thankful for a lot less pain today than the last couple days. (I'm hopeful for a workout.)
I am thankful for a little niece trying to walk even though she just started to crawl.
I am thankful for a gorgeous first day of spring.
I am thankful for all the wonderful women in my life.
I am thankful for a doctors appointment.
I am thankful for smores. I am not eating them, but I have a plan in the future. Smores are so good. I think I'll make easter smores out of peeps for my nephews.
I am thankful for talks with my best friend
I am thankful for debate tournaments always having one inspiring moment. (A girl gave a speech about caring, self esteem and being better. Her teammates came to watch and left when she finished. I glimpsed her at least two month old self harm scars when she adjusted a sleeve. Lovely moment)
I am thankful for kids allowing me the privilege of helping tthem clean and playing along with my jokes. They make a choice to trust me at work, and I am thankful every time they do.

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